Insufficient balance
Xiao Bao, Da Hu and those guys are all retired soldiers, each with exceptional martial arts skills. Even twenty years ago, before his leg was broken, Xu Zi Long wouldn't have been a match for them, let alone now? He was quickly beaten until his face was bruised and swollen, and two of his ribs were broken.
"No, Chen Shao, I give up! Spare Zilin!" Xu Zilong abandoned his resistance when he saw Yang Zilin's skirt being torn off. With eyes red from crying, he could only choose to yield at this moment and said in a pleading tone: "Chen Shao, I surrender! Spare Yang Zilin, I'll do anything you want!"
Chen Kaiwen lifted his foot and heavily trampled on Yang Zilin's abdomen, sneering: "Letting her go isn't difficult. If Han Xin could endure such humiliation back then, I think you cripple should be able to as well. Crawl over like a dog and crawl under my crotch, and I'll let you off."
"Alright, I'm going!" Xu Zidong was like a wounded male lion, crazily pouncing on Chen Kaiwen, grabbing his neck and gritting his teeth as he said: "Your father wouldn't even dare treat me like this, you bastard go die."
Seeing Xu Zilong pinching Chen Shao's neck, Xiaohu and Dabao were frightened and rushed over to violently beat Xu Zilong.
"I'll strangle you to death, Chen Fei, you bastard. I'll make sure your family line ends with you." Xu Zilong's hands continued to exert force, despite being subjected to punches and kicks, his grip only tightening.
Chen Kaiwen's neck was snapped, and Xu Zilong's consciousness gradually became blurred.
June 9, 1988, late at night, in a suite of the metropolitan nightclub in the city of 49, a young man wearing a white suit lay quietly in the arms of a beauty, sleeping so peacefully.
"Zi Long, come out quickly, something's happened outside." A hurried voice came from outside, followed by a young man wearing a silver jacket, looking anxious. He said urgently: "That Chen Fei kid is causing trouble and injured Yang Bin, you'd better go take a look."
How could someone call himself that, and this name is also a bit familiar? Xu Zilong, who was in a daze, opened his sleepy eyes and saw the young man in front of him. He was stunned, feeling as if he had really died, or else how could he see Sun Chaoyuan, who had been dead for 22 years?
Sun Chaojun was a childhood friend of Xu Zilong, both were notorious gangsters in 49 City. On the night of June 9th, 1988, they attended a birthday party for their good friends Duan Pengfei and Duan Xiaoping, which ended in tragedy. Sun Chaojun was stabbed to death in the chaos, Chen Fei lost an eye, and Xu Zilong had his leg broken. That night was the darkest in 49 City's history.
From then on, every June 9th became an indelible nightmare in Xu Zilong's heart. For more than twenty years, he had been reflecting on what happened that night, always feeling that something was not quite right, but never finding the answer.
"Superior army, brother, it's been over 20 years, I've thought of you every moment, today your brother has come to find you, let's brothers fight together in hell." Xu Zilong slowly got up, staggering and stumbling towards Sun Chaoyun. He remembered that he had strangled Chen Kaiwen to death, only to be beaten to death by those bastards afterwards. Now that he had met his brother who died over 20 years ago, it must mean that he was now in hell.
"Zi Long, you're not drunk, are you? What's with the 20 years, I'm only 18, okay? Stop talking nonsense, if you don't leave now, something big will happen. Chen Fei is too ruthless, Yang Bin's head was smashed and he still won't let it go. Among our group, only you can handle Chen Fei, so stop being stubborn. If you like this girl, I'll pay for three months of expenses to let you have fun." Sun Chaojun was anxious, no time to analyze Xu Zi Long's thoughts or what he would say next.
Indeed, the most unprovoked in 49 City are the Four Princes. The four most powerful young masters are Gu Gongzi Zhan Bingwen, Zhi Gongzi Yao Wencheng, Kuang Gongzi Chen Fei, and Yao Gongzi Xu Zilong.
